Previously on Starfleet Magic…

Flareous and Blizzord had mutated into giants and proved to be incredibly ruthless! As our heroes struggled to bring them down, a twist of fate sent them all hurdling onto Horizon in orbit, and there, the two kings merged into a colossal beast with incredible power and rage, but this did not stop the force from charging into battle!

EPISODE TWENTY-FOUR

In United Equestria, rows of Moltecian and Iceinian guards marched through the ports with their arms in the air. The enemy forces had finally surrendered and were being marched to be detained until further notice.

There were also loads of medical tents set up all over the grounds, as loads of fighters, both friend and foe, had been injured in the fight and were being brought in on stretchers.

The last thing to come along were massive crates loaded with capture spheres containing imprisoned guards.

Princess Luna had never seen such casualty in a long time, but even that was not her main concern. “Where is my sister and the others?” she asked a female knight.

“There’s been a problem, your majesty.” the knight, and she explained as best she could. “And they just vanished.”

“Are you certain of this?” asked Luna.

“We are unable to detect their presence anywhere. To be honest, we thought they had come back here.”

Luna was confused and growing worried.

Just then, a male knight approached her and explained to her the same thing happened with Grand Ruler and his party. “We cannot find them. We don’t know what has become of them?”

Luna couldn’t take much more of the pressure…

…And there was worse to come!

“Your majesty! Your majesty!” A pony from the palace labs came running up to her with such a panic.

“What it is?”

The pony was out of breath, but he handed her a paper which contained calculations from the lab regarding the invisiports.

Luna looked at the report, and it said that invisiports all over were beginning to collapse. It wouldn’t be long before they all were gone and roads between the planets would be permanently closed! Meaning anyone still left behind would be trapped!

Luna felt her insides trembling.

“I must warn our friends!”

The two knights were shocked, and they tried to advise against.

“Not buts!” insisted Luna, and she clapped her hands signaling two sets of sentries and other fighters. “We’re going in… Stay in close groups at all times, and the moment the port starts to weaken, return immediately.”

The soldiers saluted her, and then she and her forces bound for the nearest port.

Lightning continued to hold up against the beast’s arm, but the creature still had one free arm to bash him with!

He swung back, ready for the kill, when Spike collided right into him in a strong headbutt, sending the creature back-pacing hard.

Spike roared, and the ruler leapt off his back and rushed forth, BAM!! They punched the monster’s huge face hard knocking him flat on his back with a hard thud that shook the grounds.

“Whoa!!” The sideliners yelled as they held on. Glaceia’s bruised leg ached in the tremors.

Blitzy quickly knew the best course was to wrap the leg in her fur blanket like a cocoon. “We’ve got to get her out of here!”

“We can’t.” said Krysta. “I could take us back to the planet’s surface, but we can’t find the right ports to take us home. We’d be smack in the middle of the battles.”

“We’ll have to hold out here as long as we can.” suggested Swift.

Glaceia could only nervously watch the battle, especially when the creature got up, roaring and thundering in extreme rage. His body flared up with a mix of flaming and icy auras. He looked ready as if to smash the planetoid to pieces!

“We’ve got to split him back apart!” said Lightning.

The Ruler agreed, “You must keep him distracted and wear him out, while we prepare the attack.”

“We’ve got your back, Lightning.” Starla called, and the rest of the team stood by her, ready to offer all the power they had.

“Let’s waste this creep!” shouted Buddy.

“Blow him to bits!” hollered Pinkie.

Rarity leapt up high onto Spike’s large head. “Let’s do this!”

“I’m with you, dear.” said Spike.

Pyron gripped his sword tightly. His fiery aura was still flaming furiously. “You will pay for what you did to my Glaceia!” he bellowed.

“Go!!” shouted Lightning, and he and the others rushed forth while The Ruler levitated high up and began to concentrate hard…!

Lightning kicked the creature hard in the chest, angering him!

The creature swung at him hard with his huge axe, but Lightning swiftly dodged each blow, allowing the others to come in and attack.

“STAR SHOWER!”

“RAZOR LEAVES!”

“PAINT BOMBS!”

“DRILL QUILL!”

“BOOM-BOOM ROCKETS!”

All those projectiles, coated in magical energy flew straight at the monster’s huge face, combining into a massive explosion, blinding him in the flames and smoke.

This gave spike the perfect chance to attack. “FLAMES OF LIGHT!”

“I’ll help you…!” Rarity shouted, and she unleashed her dragon flames into the light flames, strengthening the force.

The Blast stuck the axe hard and knocked it out of the creature’s massive hand.

“ATTACK!!” Lightning shouted.

The Valkyries all swooped in, merely striking the creature with their swords! Then the Space ponies came in, punching, kicking, or swinging and shooting their own weapons at him.

“My turn-------!!” Pyron roared as he came charging in with his sword at the ready, and with a single swing, he unleashed a powerful wave of fire towards the beast, making sparks and explosions fly all over.

The creature glared at him, and he furiously gazed back.

The creature then saw his axe on the ground nearby and dashed over to grab it. He was so massive and heavy that Horizon’s low gravity didn’t bother him.

“Oh, no, you don’t!” yelled Saber, and he lassoed the great weapon with his chain and sickle, and while he couldn’t pull the huge, heavy weapon on his own, he wasn’t planning to, and waited until the creature made a grab for it…

“STRIDENT SHOCKWAVE!” Saber sent his electrical waves through the metal of the chain, straight to the weapon, enveloping it and the creature in strong currents!

Spike then flew straight at the creature, striking him hard as he passed by, and then swatted him with his tail.

The weapon was dropped again!

“It’s mine!” thundered Lightning “ULTRA UNIFORCE!” and with his massive power, he blew the weapon to ashes, much to the creature’s outrage.

Suddenly, there was a huge flash of lightning shining from above. The Ruler slowly descended, bathed in the glowing brightness.

“This is it!” cried Swift, and he urged Blitz and the others to hit the dirt, making everyone duck behind a rock mound.

The Ruler held their glowing scepter and called to the fighters, “Lend us whatever you can. We’ll win this fight together.”

“Right.” agreed Lightning. “Come on, everyone!”

The fighters all agreed and transferred small amounts of their powers into The Ruler.

The evil beast growled and foolishly stomped forth, while The Ruler held their scepter out, “Your evil ways shall now end… MYSTIC LIGHT!”

(3:04- 3:18)

POW!! The brightest, strongest stream of light was fired from the scepter, and struck the creature hard, enveloping him in powerful light waves

He roared, and wailed as he felt his strength fading away, and then… KABLAM!! A massive explosion, so forceful, it nearly threw everyone back hard, even Spike.

Pryon and Glaceia were virtually horrified to see the creature blow up like that, and they both shouted, “…FATHER!!”

The smoke hadn’t yet settled.

“Did we do it?” cried Rainbow. “Please say we did it!”

“I sure… hope so…
All our powers… are running low.” panted Rhymey.

All the fighters were feeling weary from fighting so hard and for so long.

Starla’s visor suddenly detected energy readings in the settling smoke. “Oh, no!!” she groaned, and that’s when two blazes of fire and ice-beams flew out and struck Cadance and Saber hard, knocking them hard away, and de-transforming them.

Everyone gawked in horror when Flareous and Blizzord, no longer merged, but still in their mutant-giant forms leapt out from the smoke, and looking very weary, but just as furious as ever and determined not to fall.

“Ay! How can they still be up?!” wailed Dyno.

“They’re more stubborn than the sunlight in a pueblo!” growled Myte.

Lightning clenched his fist furiously.

“You think this is over…!” bellowed Flareous.

“I’m never giving in!” growled Blizzord. “I will have my victory!” then he and Flareous both glared at each other and declared, “And that includes YOUR defeat!”

The Ruler defused back into Celestia and Grand Ruler, and Spike powered back down to his Dragon Knight form.

The two stubborn kings rushed forth, to attack each other rather than the fighters, but the heroes wouldn’t put up with their senselessness any longer!

“Attack!” shouted Grand Ruler.

“Surround them!” added Celestia.

Blitzy and Swift helped Cadance and Shining Armor get on their feet and guided them to the rock mound.

“Are you two alright?” asked Krysta.

“We’ll be fine…” replied Cadance, but she and her husband couldn’t believe what they were seeing!

The fighters stormed the kings with all the power and strength they had left.

The two kings managed to hold up for a short while-- blocking every punch, kick, blast, and
weapon strike, but as they were horribly outnumbered, surrounded, and weakened themselves…
The tables would soon turn!

“Ha!” Lightning gave Flareous a huge blow to the face with his fist.

“HIYA!!” Starla kicked Blizzord clean in the gut.

The other fighters all leapt in and fought mercielessly, punching, kicking and blasting the kings hard, making sparks and explosions fly.

“FATHER!!” Pyron roared as he charged at Flareous with his sword at the ready.

Flareous angrily raised his own weapon and began to clash swords with his own son. “You ungrateful, traitorous fool…!” he bellowed. “I SHALL SEE YOU DESTROYED TOO!!”

Hearing those words and seeing how cruel and insane his father truly was, Pyron raged on, clashing and parrying his father’s attacks, and finally knocking his father’s sword out of his grip.

“YAAAAA…!!!” Pyron slashed his father hard across the chest.

“BLAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!” his father wailed as a cascade of sparks spilled from him, and he crashed hard into Blizzord. The two fell on the ground hard, but they got up almost instantly, allowing their majesties to attack them harshly-- one blow after another, each more forceful than the last!

“MONSTER!!” bellowed Grand Ruler as he punched Flareous hard.

“SAVAGES!!” thundered Celestia as she kicked Blizzord good!

Grand Ruler then proceeded to punch and kick the monsters hard with every statement he made…

“You endanger the galaxy…!”

WHAMM!

“You harm innocent beings…!”

POW!!

“YOU EVEN ENDANGER YOUR OWN PEOPLE!!”

BAM!!

BOOT!!

“…You… DISGUST ME!!

TEN-FOLD UNIFORCE!!” He blasted the kings super hard.

“My turn!” hollered Lightning, and everyone gave him whatever bit of power they could. “ULTRA UNIFORCE!”

(2:18)

The kings were stuck hard, and they wailed and shouted as they were enveloped in massive explosions!

Pyron and Glaceia were somewhat horrified to watch their fathers fall.

The fighters were exhausted! Lightning had powered down from his Enticorn form, and their majesties were puffing and panting. They had never been so angry before.

“Please tell me… we beat ‘em?” panted Applejack.

“I… hope so.” groaned Buddy.

The smoke began to clear, and there lay the two kings flat on the ground. They were no longer mutated--the two growths they had consumed had been expelled from their bodies and destroyed—They were now both in their regular forms, and they looked horribly battered…!

Bloody wounds, bruised, scratches, tattered clothes, and busted up armor. Half of Blizzord’s icy beard was shattered off.

…And Yet, they angrily pounded the ground with their fists in outrage and slowly struggled back up again, still looking for more, even in their horrible conditions.

“I don’t believe this!” exclaimed Lightning.

“After such an attack,
They’re still coming back?!” cried Fluttershy.

Their majesties felt like fainting in shock, but more from over-exhaustion.

“Haven’t you two had enough?!” shouted Celestia.

The frail and wobbling kings limped forth.

“Can’t… lose!” Flareous cried.

“Must… be… victorious!” said Blizzord.

“I must win! I must win!!” they both wailed together. Their lusts and obsessions for victory and power really pushed them so hard to keep going.

The fighters hardly had too much power left, and really needed a rest. Their suits would power down any moment.

“…Let’s take them in.” said Lightning. The others agreed, but before they could even try…

A barrage of strange blasts struck them all about, knocking everyone down, and all their suits and modes finally powered down.

“What the…!” cried Swift.

“Now what’s happening?” put in Blitz.

Krysta could then see coming up in the distance. “Keltar and Smark…?”

The two lackeys softly walked forth, snickering wickedly.

“Keltar? What is the meaning of this?” Flareous bellowed.

Keltar glared at him, “Poor, Flareous… you’re as pathetic as you always were.”

Flareous gasped lividly.

“That goes double for you, Blizzord!” mocked Smark.

“What?!” snarled Blizzord.

Pryon and Glaceia were most confused, and so were the fighters.

“What are they talking about?” wondered Rarity.

Spike could tell, “They’re turning on them, that’s what!”

The kings and their children couldn’t believe their ears.

“You are betraying our fathers?” asked Pyron.

The two men laughed sinisterly, and they both spoke in perfect sync, “Everything has gone according to plan.”

“How are they doing that?” wondered Pinkie.

Keltar then revealed under a small flap on his robe, and Smark revealed behind his big floppy ears…

“They’re both wearing monster badges!” cried Starla.

The two men then removed the badges and destroyed them, shouting, “It’s time!!” and they magically merged in a bright flash of light that nearly blinded everyone.

When the light had faded, the sight of the new creature left everyone astounded.

“Who’s that?” asked Rainbow.

Artie gawked at the creature and managed to compare him to one of Glaceia’s paintings! “Could it be?”

Pyron and Glaceia, as well as their fathers could hardly believe their eyes.

“It’s him!” cried Pyron.

“I don’t believe it!” added Glaceia.

“…The Great Hero!” their fathers exclaimed.

He was a tall humanoid alien tall with tannish colored skin. He had no hair, round ears, and he looked strong and buff. He wore strong, silver and red torso armor, with matching shoulder pads. Golden armored leggings, black boots, brown gauntlets with metal plating, and he clutched a large axe-staff with a large orb at the top.

“He was right in front of us the whole time?” murmured Pyron.

He proudly declared, “I… am… Orizack!”

“…Orizack?” said Shining Armor.

Orizack then looked cross, “And yes… I was once the Great Hero of Motlic and Iceinia, as well as any other worlds-- a big mistake that I regret to this day!”

Everyone was horrified to hear him say such a thing.

“How can you say such a thing?” cried Glaceia.

Orizack snuffed, and he cast a wall of magic from his staff, showing images from his past.

“My home planet was destroyed many ages ago when a rouge asteroid hit it! My home, my family, everything I knew was taken from me.”

With my one-man spacecraft I was able to fend for myself, but I was forced to wander in search of a new life for myself.”

Lightning, Grand Ruler, and Blitzy all related to that…

“I didn’t want others to suffer my fate, and so I decided to train myself, physically, mentally, and magically, so that I may right the wrongs, triumph over evil, and rebuild all that I had lost!

…I only partially succeeded. I became a hero, I became strong and well known.

I fought all those monsters-- sealing their spirits in magic badges. I saved people’s lives… I prevented natural disasters, and what did I ever get for it…?! A few measly “Thank Yous” a little pat on the back. No gold! No trinkets! Not a single piece of ownership or land to call my own?!”

Everyone gawked at him with wide eyes.

“But you’re a hero!” said Cadance. “Heroes don’t do these things to be rewarded. They do it because it’s the right things to do.”

“Besides that,” added Glaceia “You were well-known all over the land. Our races-built statues in your honor and told great stories about you.”

“Pah!” scoffed Orizack “And just how is one supposed to survive on mere “Praise” and “Good Deeds” alone?!”

“He’s got a point there.” said Applejack.

Orizack growled angrily as he tightened his grip on his staff.

“I was tired of being taken advantage of! Tired of going unnoticed! And most of all, I was fed up with all the hard work I did and never gaining the things I craved!

I always had to sleep outdoors, feeding on roots, insects and berries like common street-vermin!

Nobody cared for me! They only cared when I was needed-- when no one else could do anything about it because they were weak and spineless and couldn’t fight for themselves!

I began to detest heroism, and I questioned if whether to continue to drop it!”

Nobody, not Starfleet nor the aliens had ever heard of anyone being so materialistic about heroism, though understandable in some ways.

“So that’s why did not help our people?!” bellowed Pyron. “You didn’t help prevent this war--this… this… awful chaos between our two races?!”

Orizack didn’t answer that. He just softly snickered and then burst out laughing maniacally, which sent shivers up everyone’s backs. “I think there’s something you all ought to know by now.”

He then gazed upon the two frail kings. “Flareous… Blizzord… You despise each other. You have battled and raged at each other’s planet and races for a long, long time now.

Tell me… why? What reason do you have?”

Flareous and Blizzord bolted upright and shouted, “HE KILLED MY WIFE!!”

They both then gawked at each other.

“I never killed your wife, Blizzord!” yelled Flareous. “It was YOU who killed my own and started this war.”

“No!!” bellowed Blizzord. “I never once killed your wife, not even in revenge after you killed mine!”

“I didn’t kill her!”

“I didn’t kill yours!”

Back and forth the kings bickered and yelled, blaming each other for their problems, which made Orizack laugh, “You’re both fools. Neither of you killed each other’s wives…

…I did!”

Everyone fell totally silent, unable to believe their ears.

“…What?” peeped Pyron.

“…You mean… You--!” Was all Glaceia managed to get out under all the shock and horror she was feeling.

“That’s right!” snapped Orizack as he eyed the Prince and Princess, “…Your fathers are not responsible for the death of your mothers.

…That honor belongs to me!”

The kings and their children felt their hearts give sickening lurches!

“You did all this?” Grand Ruler asked in disgust.

“How? How could you do such a thing?!” added Celestia.

Lightning then put in, “We thought you were friends with the queens?”

Orizack laughed, and then sneered, “Friends? Friends…?! They LOVED ME!!”

Everyone gasped.

“…At least I thought they did!”

He cast more images.

“I was alone, out in the wilderness of Moltic.

Once again, I had saved many lives, but hardly any payment for it. With my conscience and morality having been worn down over the years by the constant neglect and starvation for materials I craved and needed… I began to feel like abandoning it all, when I heard someone scream!”

The images showed of Orizack running into action, and he saw a beautiful Molticean woman, with long orange flaming hair, being chased by three monsters across the field.

Pyron’s eyes lit up “…Mother!”

His father gazed in heart-aching astoundment. “Emberina… My Queen!”

Orizack scoffed, and the images showed how he defeated the monsters and rescued the poor maiden from certain doom.

“You saved me!” Emberina said in near awe.

Orizack nodded, but then he nearly collapsed from starvation due to lack of nourishment.

“Oh, you poor dear…!” cried Emberina, and she carried him back to her lone hut in the woods, where she cooked him a nice soup meal made of grains, wheat, and other things she found in the forest and from hunting wild animals herself.

To him, this was like heaven! He hadn’t tasted such good food in a long time.

“Why are you doing this for me?” Orizack asked.

“Why shouldn’t I?” said Emberina. “You saved my life, and you need some food. It’s the least I can do for you.”

Almost immediately, Orizack began to feel love towards this creature, and even more so when she offered him to stay with her in her cabin.

“I get rather lonely out here in the woods like this, and the monsters are all over. It would be nice to have someone to talk to, or look out for me, and I can help you-- I can share my food, my home…”

“That’s so kind of you.” replied Orizack.

In the present he growled softly. “No one had ever been so kind to me before…” he paused and glared at Pyron. “I stayed with your mother for some time, keeping her safe, and partaking in her company and provisions.

I grew to love her in ways I never believed I would ever feel. Things would have been perfect… except for one cruel twist of fate!”

The images showed how King Flareous had been combing the countryside with his followers hunting down a giant monster, larger than most creatures.

“Yes, I remember that.” said Flareous.

The guards and he himself were unable to handle the hulking beast, and the creature reached the forest, smashing down the trees and breaking up the lands, finally reaching where Emberina’s hut was.

“We’ve got to get out of here!” said Orizack, and he led Emberina outside moments before the hut was destroyed.

Emberina took refuge amongst fallen trees while Orizack battled the monster, chasing it deeper, and deeper into the forest where he defeated it.

“But when I had returned to Eberina, she had gone!”

Flareous remembered, “My troops and I had ventured into the forest in search of the beast, yet all we came across was Emberina. Just the sight of her incredible beauty made my heart flutter.

Since her home was destroyed, I did the only moral thing I could-- I brought her to palace.”

Orizack growled angrily. “Once again, risking my life, battling tirelessly with only a loss, and never gaining!”

Many weeks past, and Orizack, once again, with no place to stay, no good food or reward; he never found the woman that stole his heart, until one day, Flareous introduced his new wife and queen.

All of Moltic cheered with joy, while Orizack was outraged. “How could she do this to me?!”

Things only then went from bad to even worse, as one day, as Orizack was sitting in the fields after warming up from his training practice, along came none other than Queen Emberina herself, on a small outing, gathering wild herbs and other items like she used to.

Orizack confronted her. “Why did you go off with the King?”

“He offered me shelter and comfort, and when he asked me to be his queen, how could I refuse. I needed a change in my life. I couldn’t just keep living in the wild.

I am sorry, but I’m afraid times have changed for you and I. But fear not, we can still at least be friends. Can’t we?”

That was it? Just be friends? No special reward again, no hope, not even so much as being willing to convince her husband, the king, to help this overworked hero find some comfort in his life, or invite him to a seat at fancy dinners, or royal balls?!

Orizack left, heartbroken and crestfallen.

Pyron could not believe this. “You lie! My mother would never be like that! She was kind, sweet, caring and…and…!”

Orizack snickered, “The truth hurts, doesn’t it! I know it did me. I protected your mother well, and this was how she repaid me?!”

Rarity felt sick to her stomach. “Of all the examples of self-centered, materialistic, senselessness! Glad I was never so horrid!”

This earned her a confusing glare from the others. “What?”

Orizack continued his story…

“And then, some time later on Iceinia, in my travels between the two planets, I met the other one!”

The images then showed a poor ice sculptress. She had shoulder-length icy-white hair, and icy-blue skin so slick, she shimmered in the sunlight.

“Mother!” Glaceia cried with tears coming to her eyes.

Blizzord clasped the dirt softly. “Frostine, my darling!”

“The Great Hero!” Frostine gasped.

“Whatever are you doing?” he asked.

The poor woman looked sad. “My parents have become so poor, we are on the verge of losing our home, and our sculpting business.

We are artists, and we do our work without fuss, but with all the monsters and villains attacking, our work has slowed up, and our creations are destroyed before being delivered to the buyers.

Now, only one hope remains for us...”

She reached into her rags and pulled out a poster for a sculpting contest held by Blizzord, with a massive cash reward for “Best Statue.”

Fostine had been working tirelessly to perfect her craft and make the greatest statue of Blizzord she could.

“I will help you.” offered Orizack. “I have interacted with the king many times. I can give you every detail I know of him.”

Frostine’s eyes lit up like the stars in the skies at night.

For several days he helped her carve out the most perfect, most magnificent statue of Blizzord anyone would want to lay their eyes on, and all the same time protecting her from monsters and bad guys that dared to threaten her or their work.

It looked as if love was in the air again…

…But when the day of the contest came, monsters and bandits threatened everything, forcing Orizack to do his job and keep the villains at bay.

By the time the fiends were dealt with, Orizack could see the contest from afar; Frostine’s statue had won and was being personally congratulated by Blizzord himself.

“Never have I seen such elegance! Such perfection!”

Blizzord was so impressed, he decided to forego on the initial money-prize, and offered Frostine a better prize “…Such artistry, such elegance. Say you will be my queen!”

With all the praise, and with such an offer and chance to turn her family’s life around, Frostine couldn’t say “No.”

“I remember that day so well.” murmured Blizzord.

“So did I…” hissed Orizack “She didn’t even mention how I helped her create that statue. No credit or reward once again for all I did, and when I saw Queen Frostine again… you can bet it was just like with Emberina!”

“No! No!!” cried Glaceia, wanting to disbelieve it all, but she saw it all right there in the images…

“No, sir… I never loved you, and I didn’t mean not to mention you, but my family and I really need this. I hope someday you can understand, and we can still be friends.”

“That was the very last straw for me!” growled Orizack. “I was tired of being taken advantage of! Tired of going unrewarded every single place I ever went!

I was done! No more heroics… Ever!!

So, I went into hiding, never revealing anywhere that I had gone, and any time an attack had occurred, I just let it! The people didn’t deserve my help, not after the way they had all shamefully treated me!

Yet, the anger and outrage swelled inside me with a ferocity worse than anything I had ever known, and it only worsened as the years went by. The queens had given birth to the Prince and Princess, and their children had grown well raised by their mothers while their fathers were busy dealing with the chaos I allowed to happen.

It all wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to pay them all back-- the royalty, the people, everyone! I wanted them all to suffer dearly for taking advantage of me all those years, and then… a perfectly wicked idea was born to me.

Using the monster badges I had created, I split myself up into Keltar and Smark. I feigned allegiance to Flaroues and Blizzord, and soon set my plan in motion.

Their majesties returned to find their beloved queens lying dead on the floor, and all the evidence pointed to the opposing races!”

Pyron and Glaceia felt their hearts sinking, and their knees breaking, and their fathers could feel incredible mixtures of shock and outrage flowing through their bodies.

“You killed them?!” cried Cadance!

“Just like that, in cold blood?!” added Shining Armor.

Orizack laughed, “Yes! They deserved it for all they put me through, and it was no surprise what came next…” he glared at the kings. “You pitiful fools played your roles perfectly, like puppets on strings.

You were quick to blame each other, and thus… the biggest, and most chaotic intergalactic war had begun.

All those years you spent wailing on each other, causing damage and chaos to each other’s forces, while I watched with secret glee under the guise of servants to you both, waiting for the day… waiting for my chance!

And now, here we stand! Finally, after all this time, my vengeance will be complete, and then I shall lay claim to your thrones and everything else that I was horribly denied!

Your worlds will now belong to me!”

To Be Continued…

(Promo)

In our next episode: It’s a showdown between the heroes and Orizack, but our heroes are still far too weak from their previous battle, and with the invisiports fading fast, time is extremely tight.

Can our heroes stop Orizack and make it back home in time?

Don’t miss the next exciting episode of “Starfleet Magic!”

(Next Episode: “Part 6: Hot Timing”)

Author's Note

It's not just broken shipping I can't stand (Depending on the severity)

I don't like Unsung Heroes (When they work so hard and yet are met with nothing but emptiness, ridicule, denial and other negative rewards)

Yes, it is a heroes obligation to "Do what's right" but they deserve a little common courtesy (I said "A Little" Not "Bow at their feet and call them "God")

Orizack had no right to do what he did.